Chapter 52: Content of the promotional poster

"Change to another place?"

"What does this Thousand-Hand Silver Grass want to do?"

"Could it be that he has taken a fancy to the opposing Spirit Master Jiang Liu!"

Jiang Liu was also stunned.

He muttered, "Wife, I am not clean anymore!"

"I am dirty!"

"Thousand-Hand Silver Grass, I hate you!"

The airflow inside Tang San was getting bigger and bigger.

He had already clamped his legs as tight as possible; his whole body didn't dare to relax at all.

Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, one after another without stopping.

But blocking it was simply impossible.

The modification of the plot content was rule-based; as long as it was modified, it would definitely happen.

Finally, that zero-point was reached.

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade inserted in Tang San's butt flew backward like a cannonball with a *whoosh*.

Following closely was the red and white matter popping out from Tang San's body.

Blood and the five grains of reincarnation rushed outward frantically, like a floodgate opening.

Originally, Jiang Liu had already given up a bit, but the moment he saw this, he quickly dodged to the side and then jumped directly off the arena.

This soul fighting stage was simply not a place for humans to stay.

He really couldn't bear it anymore.

He never wanted to come for soul fighting again.

The red and yellow colors covered more than half of the soul fighting stage almost instantly. It was fortunate that the soul fighting stage was big enough; otherwise, those in the audience would have been the ones to suffer.

"Leave here first,"

Flender turned around and led the people of Shrek Academy to walk toward another place.

"Don't say you know Tang San in a moment, let alone that he is from Shrek Academy. I can't afford to lose this face. He doesn't want face, Yu Xiaogang doesn't want face, but I still want this face!"

It was also fortunate that the place where they were going to soul fight wasn't here; otherwise, if they had to continue soul fighting, it would have been disgusting to death.

The people behind were really lucky.

The host of the soul fighting stage walked over cautiously from the side.

"Jiang Liu left the soul fighting stage and conceded. In this soul fight, Thousand-Hand Silver Grass wins!"

He didn't want to stay for even a second longer; after speaking, he quickly left the soul fighting stage.

Tang San stuck his butt out, not daring to straighten his waist at all.

His butt was really too painful; it was a tearing pain.

He couldn't bear it a bit; he had never experienced such a thing in his life.

He pulled up his pants tremblingly, wanting to escape here quickly.

After blocking for so long, he still didn't block it in the end.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, and no one knew who he was.

Every step he took forward, he felt as if a knife was cutting his flesh inside his body.

He had suffered a lot today, but fortunately, he won. With these ten Gold Soul Coins, everything was worth it.

The cleaning team on the soul fighting stage arrived quickly, but when they saw the filth all over the ground, they couldn't help but frown.

They had seen too many miserable scenes, but there wasn't one that could compare to this.

According to the original plan, the next soul fight would start in three minutes,

but now it could only be delayed.

"San,"

After feeling that the time was about right, Yu Xiaogang finally arrived late. He looked around but couldn't find Flender and the others, so he had to look for Tang San.

"How is it? You won, right?"

He quickly stepped forward to support Tang San. Although Tang San was very dirty behind, other places weren't stained.

Tang San revealed a miserable smile and endured to spit out a few words from his mouth.

"Foster Father, I won."

"It's good that you won, San. All of this is worth it,"

"What doesn't kill you will eventually make you stronger."

"Today they are laughing at you, tomorrow let them be unable to climb high!"

Yu Xiaogang began to instill chicken soup into Tang San.

Tang San had always been fooled by Yu Xiaogang; with just a few simple sentences, he quickly cheered up again.

"Foster Father, one day they will all fall at my feet!"

"San, that's right,"

he patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Let's go, we are going to get our victory reward now."

The two moved bit by bit toward the registration office. The staff quickly added one to Tang San's points,

but when he wanted to get those ten Gold Soul Coins, an accident happened.

"Thousand-Hand Silver Grass, your points have been added, but we cannot give you the ten Gold Soul Coins you won."

"Why!"

Tang San asked anxiously.

He had put in so much effort, lost all his face, and endured incomparable pain,

and in the end, these ten Gold Soul Coins weren't being given?

Yu Xiaogang also asked anxiously, "On what grounds!"

Without these ten Gold Soul Coins, what would they eat later?

He was already injured like this,

Tang San definitely couldn't soul fight tomorrow.

"Because Thousand-Hand Silver Grass caused too much pollution to the soul fighting stage, and the influence is very bad."

A voice sounded from inside the registration office.

"Supervisor Ao,"

the staff at the registration office bowed and saluted him.

Supervisor Ao nodded, signaling him to step back, and he communicated with Tang San and the other person himself.

"The influence caused on the soul fighting stage is too great; these ten Gold Soul Coins will not be given to you easily."

Yu Xiaogang heard that there was something in Supervisor Ao's words; clearly, they had to pay something themselves.

"Speak, what are the conditions,"

he put his hands behind his back and put on the airs of a Master. Since the other party was asking for something from him, he couldn't be as humble as before.

Supervisor Ao said faintly,

"I want to make a promotional poster,"

"I need you to agree to let me use Thousand-Hand Silver Grass, which is Tang San, as the main character on the promotional poster."

"In addition, Tang San must come to the Soto Great Spirit Arena for soul fighting at least once every week."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head a few inches.

"Then what if I don't agree,"

Supervisor Ao's complexion didn't change. "If you don't agree, then there are no ten Gold Soul Coins. In addition, you also need to pay an additional ten Gold Soul Coins for loss compensation."

Hearing that compensation was being demanded, Yu Xiaogang agreed without even thinking.

"Okay!"

"But he must wear a mask."

He pondered.

A promotional poster meant he was a positive character; there was no harm to Tang San. As for coming to the Soto Great Spirit Arena for soul fighting every week, that was even easier; this was what they were going to do anyway.

Come to think of it, it was a steady profit without loss.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang agree, a smile instantly appeared on Supervisor Ao's face. He quickly took out ten Gold Soul Coins from behind and placed them in Yu Xiaogang's hand.

"This is your victory reward."

"I wish you consecutive victories at the Soto Great Spirit Arena."

Immediately, both sides left satisfied.

After returning inside, Supervisor Ao quickly ordered people to produce the latest promotional poster.

This was something he suddenly thought of; Thousand-Hand Silver Grass had become famous tonight.

If he used such an extremely famous person for promotion, it would inevitably attract a large number of people to come to the Soto Great Spirit Arena to watch.

The content of the poster was very simple: Tang San was wearing a mask, his hands grabbing the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade that a black shadow behind was stabbing into his butt,

accompanied by the words Tang San said,

"Use force!"

"Insert it in!" ===== CHAPTER 53 =====